Having a body again is the fucking pits and no one will ever convince Epsilon otherwise. It's gross, needy and being able to feel how cold it is feels like some kind of karmic punishment for all the times he's been an asshole for no reason. (So, basically, punishment for being himself all the time.) He's been pretty careful to avoid being left alone with any of the mad scientists so far but he's been handed a pile of flimsies to deliver to the medbay which puts him right into Diya's sights.

"Nice of you to offer but I think I wanna pass. This body is practically mint condition, never out of the box and all that." He takes a step back towards the door. "I don't think it'll need anything until its next mileage inspection."